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My Realization of Being a Cuck
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My Realization of Being a Cuck How and When I Realized I Am a Cuck I met her on a dating site, we had a fun first meet/date and enjoyed talking about just commonalities and things – nothing kinky or kink related. I was not overly attracted to her, but she was very interesting, intelligent and we had great conversation. I walked her to her car and the couple of beers made it easy to kiss her – so I kissed her. It was a very sensual, enjoyable kiss. We kissed and said our good byes. We chatted on the phone and met again. This time, the dominant submissive talk came up and she wasn’t opposed to any of it, and seem intrigued. We shared some experiences, and continued to see each other a couple of more times. No sex, only talk and drinks and a kiss. After two more dates, we drifted apart for no great reason, we just drifted. About three months later, she called me, out of the blue and told me she wanted to dominate me. My interest peaked as I had not been with a dominant woman for quite some time and yearned for the domination. We got together again, dinner at my place, and boy, did she dominate me. She gave me a safe word, she had her way with me, in a dominant/submissive way, she had me strip, I was on my knees at her command, she even squirted on me while standing over me, without any physical contact with her – she loved it and I loved it. We were both surprised at the roles we took on and fell into with such ease. Next thing I knew, we were dating, three dates in, we discussed sex with other people. She told me that she had two steady and regular friends with , and that she didn’t want me to be sexual with anyone else, yet she wanted to continue other men. If I was not<b> monogamous </font></b>to her, then she would not allow me to date her. As crazy as it sounds, it seemed reasonable and perfectly normal – so I agreed to not see anyone else and would only be sexual with her. As we had this discussion, my cock was getting hard and before I knew it, I was wanting to be inside her, which on this occasion, she allowed but warned that this was a privilege and not to expect sex with her every time. I told her I understood and agreed. From this point forward, it evolved, to chastity, to her dressing me like a and acting like a on her command, to her literally feeding me at a dinner party in a 4 star restaurant at a table of 10 people. The humiliation was already set and expected and her control over me was undeniable. The true, final act/event which I undeniably realized my role in a relationship with a woman, came when she suggested we go to a local nude resort. She was quite excited to go as she had never been to one before, but told me that I would be caged, in chastity. She locked me up on Wednesday. Friday came, she stopped at her FWB’s house and had her pussy filled with before picking me up, and of course told me about it on the way. We went to the nude resort, I was in chastity all weekend long. The first walk out of the cabin and to the common area, nude except for the chastity, was embarrassing, but she put me at ease with her loving dominant and humiliating way. The next day, in broad daylight, the pool, for all to see, including the sexy woman, and the man with the nice cock which she constantly was talking about and pointing out when he walked , I was truly humiliated, yet felt proud and felt my place in the relationship was proper. I was hers and for her pleasure only, when she wanted me. She loved humiliating me and I loved being humiliated her. I am cuck. |
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